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Sarah says: The story flowed well and you didn't have to guess at all. It told a short story in 250 words that love was the reason he wasn't going back and he chose love. It painted a picture in my mind.
Kelly Heinen | @Aightball
Sarah says: I loved the rock star plot and him dying his hair bright tangerine. You see the turquoise hair clashing with tangerine hair. You see the photographers cursing the rock stars hair. It was cute and funny.
Angela K. Roe | @AngelaKRoe
Sarah says: I loved the cute little rhyming poem and it made me smile. I loved Halloween as a child and I still love it as an adult as well.
Toni Morrow Wyatt | @Toni1777
Sarah says: I loved the unique story and it was different not status quo. I loved the ending about "just my luck my angel would be a klutz." That would something I'd write. Lol, it was great!
Life, as you know it, has been irrevocably changed.
At least, that’s how it was when it happened to me. I was going along in life, head in the clouds, feet barely touching the ground when, WHAM, it hit me. Literally. Smack, right upside my head.
When I woke up, there it was on the sidewalk next to me. Luckily, no one else was around. How would I explain it? Others never had this problem.
Our collision must have knocked it out. I discreetly picked it up and stuck it into my jacket pocket. I wanted to run home, but I didn’t want anyone wondering what was wrong.
Would the others come for it? I didn’t know. I hoped not.
I unlocked my back door and slipped inside. Quickly, I took it from my pocket and laid it on a kitchen towel on the counter. I bent over its chest, listening for any sign of life.
Not detecting anything, I ran some water over my finger and flung it in its face. It sputtered and sat up, shaking its head from side to side.
It jumped to its feet, clearly preparing itself for a fight.
We made eye contact.
It visibly sighed in relief.
“Oh, it’s you,” it said, unruffling its feathers.
“Yes, it’s me. Who did you think it would be?” I asked.
Typical. Only an angel assigned to me would be so klutzy.
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